Page 18 of Resisting the Temptation
“I’ll be just fine, thank you. If you’d prefer I didn’t take notes just say so,” Emma says firmly.
It’s really not a big deal for her to take notes, especially if it will help her retain the information better, I don’t know why I’m so hung up on it.
“It’s fine. As long as it doesn’t slow us down.”
Emma nods but doesn’t say anything else. Before I move on, I blurt out something I’ve been thinking since she walked in, “Your hair.”
“What about it?”
“It’s… different.”
“There’s this miraculous thing called a curling iron,” she deadpans. “My hair on Saturday was a special occasion thing, this is how I wear it the rest of the time. Is that a problem for you?”
No. Other than the fact I want to feel the curly strands in my grip.
“No,” I grunt. “Enough chit chat. This is the software we use to track our bids.” I pull up ProConnect and log in, talking rapidly while she takes notes.
I hope she can keep her word and keep things professional.
Chapter 9
Emma
She’ll be a distraction.
Ugh. That asshole.
I will admit, I like that I ruffled his feathers just a little. The stoic, in control man showed just a sliver of vulnerability.
For all his talk ofmekeeping things professional, I don’t think he realized how obvious he was while checking me out during our training today. More than once, I noticed his eyes on my chest while he was going over the basic programs the PMs use, and more than once, I noticed him shift in his seat.
My nipples have been hard all day from being surrounded by his scent and his domineering presence, so I’m not one to talk.
Any other situation, with any other person, I would have flirted and teased him about being hot and bothered, but I didn’t want to give him any more reason to hate me.
I also really want this job to work out, so showing Mr. Grumpy Icanbe professional even though he’s had his tongue in my pussy is my top priority.
During one of my bathroom breaks, I sent a text to the besties group chat requesting an emergency dinner debrief. I especially need to talk to Kiera because she’s the only other person who knows Ben.
Once we settle into our usual back booth of Jordan’s parents’ restaurant, River’s End, I don’t wait until we have our drink orders in before diving into the whole mess.
Since Kiera and Jordan are the only ones who know about my night at The Temptation Lounge, I briefly tell Moss and Jaime I went to the club and had a session without giving them any explicit details.
Moss turns as red as a tomato at just the mention of the club, so telling them howBdevoured my pussy like he was the champion title holder would probably make them explode with embarrassment.
“We agreed to meet at his house this weekend and exchange names then—”
“Ricitos,why would you agree to go to a stranger’s house?” Jaime interrupts with a look of horror on his face.
I roll my eyes. “Kiera knows him, and he promised I could share my location with her and Jordy.” I point a finger at him. “If you saw what he looks like and felt the way his tongue moves, you would agree too.”
Jaime holds up his hands in surrender. “Fair enough, continue.”
“So, I get to work today, and the owner, Enzo, is introducing me to my coworkers. We get to the last office and guess who’s sitting at the desk.”
A collective gasp echoes around the table.
“Yeah. Imagine my surprise when the man who gave me the most intense night of my life is not only working at the same company as me but is also the onetrainingme.”
